West Richland Tavern.

Alexa laughed and crouched again, her eyes darting all over him as she circled him. She analyzed different places and thought about what he might do.

Finally, she decided on what to do. Feinting with a punch to his stomach, she kicked his knee then tried to spin out of the way.
DJ smiled, checking the kick before lungin forward, taking Alexa down with a single leg takedown. He quickly transitioned to side mount, and then full mount, before holding her hands above her head. "Surprise," he said, leaning down to kiss her softly. "Training beats out size probably 80% of the time. If you know how to use leverage, an opponent's size can actually be used against them," he said with a smile.
 
Alexa grinned and wiggled in DJ's grasp. "Touche," she remarked, looking up at him a bit hungrily. The fighting and the play in between the different times he took her down was making her hunger for his touch and sex again, but she was going to be good. She won't do anything unless he does. "A kick to the knee probably wasn't the best idea I had today, huh?"
 
DJ looked down at Alexa, stifling his laughter. "It probably wasn't, but then again, I've had quite a bit of training than you," he said, grinning. He could see the fire in her eyes, and smiled as he leaned down and kissed her passionately. Being this close to a beautiful woman l, being this physical was getting to him, and he was going to act on it.
 
DJ grabbed both of her wrists in one hand, keeping them above Alexa's head as he broke the kiss, attacking her neck with gentle nibbles, kissing, and sucking along her collar bone.
 
Alexa gasped and squirmed, even as DJ held her firmly down. She let out a bit of a louder moan, letting biology take over.
 
DJ propped himself up on one hand as he attacked Alexa's face and neck with kisses, before finally letting go of both hands. He pulled her up, before pulling her shirt and bra off, quickly followed by sliding her shorts down. He knew her underwear would get in the way, but that could wait, as he latched onto one of her nipples, sucking and biting gently, while squeezing the other breast with his free hand.
 
DJ slid up her body, pushing Alexa back onto her back, before kissing her passionately. He pulled his shirt off and pushed his shorts and boxer briefs down, before going back to kissing her. Without thinking too much about it, he grabbed the crotch of her panties, feeling how wet they were, and how wet she was with his knuckles, before tearing her panties off. Without preamble, he slid all the way into her, groaning from the feeling.
 
Alexa gasped and moaned, bucking her hips once he slid his full length into her, her back arching in pleasure.
 
DJ started thrust hard into Alexa, taking her. He was being controlled by his instincts, and slowly tried to rein them in so as not to hurt her. He stayed hard and fast, but did not let himself get rough with her as he built up speed, driving both of them to an intense orgasm.
 
Alexa gasped and moaned, almost thrashing on the floor underneath of him. It felt so damn good, and she continued to buck her hips in time with his thrusts. She gently raked her nails up and down his back
 
DJ grunted as he softly bit Alexa's neck, before using both of his hands to gently twist and pinch her nipples. He could tell that he was close, and quickened his pace, as well as grinding at the end of each thrust. DJ quickly lost himself in the feelings, his need to orgasm suddenly welling up as he slammed into her as hard as he could, cumming into her with several short thrusts, before nearly collapsing on her. He hadn't realized how hot she had gotten him while they were working together.
 
Alexa gasped as he bit her neck, then played with her nipples. As he thrusted right before his orgasm, she came, screaming softly, arching her back in immense pleasure, eyes squeezed shut.
 
Hannah did everything she could to not just bend down and ask him to deeply penetrate her. This was nothing like the sessions she was told of. It was sensual, like her wanted her to enjoy it too. She felt the pressure of the tight leather boot fall away as his soft lips kissed over her collarbone. She cooed softly until he spun her and pulled her close.
The soft passing of his hand over her ass cheek caused a timid gasp. And as his lips found her shoulder, and his nimble fingers untied her boot she leaned her head back out of his way, exposing a perfect view of her alabaster mounds. Their smoothness made them appear to be creamy, but instead of a sweetness her flesh carried the tang of salt. The warm room and anticipation caused her skin to dampen just enough to taste it.

Her hips began slowly gliding back and forth across his still flaccid member through his rough pant material. She then arched her back slightly and pressed her cheeks firmly against his groin and ground slowly. She waiting for the stiffening of his shaft, to signify his approval.
 
Hannah's reaction to his touch and kiss were more than he had hoped for. She leaned her head back onto his shoulder, allowing him to peer the length of her torso to her creamy white breasts. They jutted out, their weight supported by her dress, forming perfect globes. Ethan groaned at the sight of them and his hand that had come to rest on her stomach instinctively trekked north toward them.

He worked steadily on her remaining boot, trying to split his concentration between removing her boot and devouring both the sight of her chest and the salty sweet skin of her neck and shoulders. Ethan groaned again and even louder as she arched her back and ground her round ass into his lap. His heart began to race and he could feel himself steadily come to life from the contact.

His left hand found her breast and palmed and kneaded it gently. The material of the dress teasing him as the stiff fabric yielded little and hid any reaction the sensitive nubs underneath may show. His right hand completed unfastening the laces of her boot and slid to her inner thigh. Ethan simultaneously pulled back gently and thrust his hips forward slightly, grinding his steadily inflating manhood into her taut bottom.

Ethan slid the boot from her leg, and tossed it on top of the other before bringing his hand to cup her other breast. His heart was racing and his pulse pounded in his head. The heat of having her pressed against him as well as the excitement of being with her, caused small beads of sweat to form on his forehead. He released his hold on her and then stepped around to face her, looking for any sign in or eyes of what she was thinking. He started to unfasten the buttons of his shirt as he drank in the sight of the beautiful young woman that would be his for the night.
 
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The nightmare didn't come right away for Tess but subconsciously it was lurking. She slept soundly until mid morning and woke when she felt the sensation of someone's hands around her neck. She startled herself awake and sat up quickly, breathing hard. She sighed and threw the covers off of her bare legs to get up. She stretched slowly and put her feet on the floor. She sat there for a minute before checking her clock, 3 hours until they opened for lunch.

She made coffee and pulled down the chairs and wiped things down. Every couple of minutes she caught herself staring across the street at Wolf's shop, knowing Eric was over there was distracting her. She had been hoping to get some dance practice in with the girls but no one was here and she found herself getting more and more irritated with Alexa.

She showered in her own bathroom and got ready for the day. She needed to figure out where and how to do her laundry and she hoped Rex or Troy could get her door back on the hinges before her shift started so she could take clients to her own room.

Tess headed back downstairs with plenty of time to spare and sat drinking coffee at the bar.
 
Gradually Hannah became engulfed in the sensations. His hardening fuck stick dug inbetween her cheeks, forcing the material into her. She steadily allowed her soft groans to build, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. She closed her eyes and gripped at his thighs as he thruster dryly into her. A solemn sigh left her plump lips as his warm form left her.

She watched as he stood before her, her feet finally free she stood a good six inches shorter than he. She smacked his hands away and eased her hands up his chest. Her hand rested on his shoulders as her soft tongue glided up his neck. She then pinched his neck's skin between her teeth, and licked the salt from his flesh.

Her nails dug slightly as she kissed down the front of his neck and began unfastening his buttons with her teeth. Growing increasingly more impatient she bit the buttons away and spit them on the floor. Gradually she lowered herself to her knees, dragging her nails carefully down his chest before using her nimble fingers to unhook his pants. Then while taking the zipper in her teeth she eased it down until his erected shaft pushed outward, only caged by his boxers. She tore down his pants and parted the two halves of his shirt's opening.
Carefully she bit and kissed her way up his abdomen until her lips reached his collarbone. She pulled away slightly, smiling sweetly with her big green eyes flashing innocently up at him. She slipped his shirt off and away, her hands gliding down his back as her lips traced along his jaw line until at last they found his earlobe. Tauntingly in a rugged voice filled with need and want she whispered,"I'll replace the shirt." Before her teeth took his earlobe, and then her tongue caressed the outer edge of his ear. Her hot breath unfolding in ripples down his neck.
 
Ethan was shocked when she swiped his hand away from the fasteners of his shirt. His hands fell to his side as he watched the transformation of the shy girl from the bar downstairs to the confident sultry minx that now stood before him. She seemed to want to take control and he wanted to give it to her. His six foot frame towered over her but as he stood there, lost in the fire burning in her emerald eyes, he was putty in her small soft hands.

His head fell back, and his eyes became slits as she kissed his neck and clawed softly at his chest and shoulders. He felt mouth leave his skin and then a sharp tug at his shirt. He took a sharp intake of air as he looked down to see her ripping at the buttons with her teeth. Each one hit the floor with a light crack before skidding off after she spit them out.

Ethan's cock strained painfully against his jeans as he watched her sink to the floor. Her hands went to his belt and his went instinctively to lace themselves in her hair. His head fell back again and he whispered "Hannah" when after lowering his zipper with her talented mouth she yanked down his jeans and ripped his shirt the rest of the way open. Every kiss, and nip of her lips as she made her way up his torso shot lightning through his senses causing him to jump slightly.

She slipped his shirt from him and tossed it away, her nails lightly digging into his back as she leaned in and gently kissed his neck.

"I'll replace the shirt." she breathed into his ear before enveloping the lobe between her teeth.

"I have plenty, just keep it." he groaned back as one hand tightened into a fist in her hair and the other wrapped around her waist pulling her tightly to him.
 
She could feel the sexual tension, his craving want, his raw desire. So, she started taunting just a tad more. Her fingers gripped his shaft through the material of his boxers and stroked slowly, tightly once from base to tip. She felt the blood pumping through it and closed her eyes. She was honestly terrified of what was to come soon. Her wet walls still tight and unused except the one time. She breathed out shakily and flicked the saturated tip. Precum pooling on his boxers.
Slowly she pulled the waist band down and as soon as it slipped low enough his member sprung up.
She carefully ran just her fingertips over the bottom, rubbing just a little too long on the overly sensitive place just at the underside of his head. She then smiled and stepped away.
She admired his form, so different from Troy's. He was thinner in every way, but his scrotum hung lower. The veins protruded more from his shaft and his head was a deeper shade of purple. She smiled slowly and reached behind her, a nervousness enveloping her body. Shyly now, she reclused slightly turning her head away just enough her hair fell into her face. Its ringlets cast shadows over her soft cheeks.
Her hands unsnapped her petticoat and it fell away, revealing the one price bathingsuit type corset. The fish nets disappeared just under its silken groin cover. Carefully she began to unfasten the corset and as she did, her breasts lost their pushed up fullness.
Slowly the material fell away to reveal her crotchless tights. Her hairless sex gleamed from pure wet excitement and her small breasts swayed, hanging now with their own weight. She could feel her curls resting down past her waist, and a slight muffin top sat at the waist band of her tights. She couldn't meet his eyes, her nervousness drowning out any controlling momentum she had previously held.
 
Ethan inhaled sharply as he felt her fingers encircle him. The feeling familiar, but as a distant memory that came flooding back. It had been so long since anything had touched him save his own hand. Even though he was separated from her warm hand by a thin piece of cotton, the pleasure he derived from her gentle touching and stroking was by far the most intense he had felt in ages. As good as it felt, it paled in comparison to the feeling of her soft hand as she lowered his boxers and gently touched his manhood from the base to tip.

Just like that she was gone. Ethan groaned with disappointment as she stepped back, his cock instantly missing her touch. He watched as she seemed to study him. Her gaze was intense, as if she were memorizing every inch of his body. A slight smile played on her lips as she reached behind her. Her faced turned to the side, becoming covered by her long flowing hair. Ethan heard the snaps of her dress being unfastened and lick his lips as he watched the bottom of it fall to the floor at her feet.

His eyes never left her body as she continued to disrobe. He kicked off his loafers, and stepped out of his jeans and boxers that were pooled at his feet. Her corset soon fell away revealing her small breasts and hairless center. He could see the glistening of her arousal in the dim light of the room and again he licked his lips. His cock throbbed and pulsed as it stood out from his body. He marveled at the beautiful woman before him that had somehow seemed to lose the confidence she had shown not so long ago.

Ethan stepped to her, his manhood pressing into her stomach. He lifted her chin so that she could face him.

"You are so beautiful Hannah." he whispered before leaning forward and placing a tentative kiss on her thin lips. He hoped that he hadn't overstepped, but it seemed so natural that it had happened before he could stop himself.

"I'm sorry...I should have asked...I.." he said. he searched her eyes for any sign that said he hadn't just ruined the evening they would share.
 
A distant smile touched her lips, it weak and forced. She spoke softly, lying to him and herself. "It's fine... All of me, is yours until your pleasure is reached." Her hair fell away and she kissed his chin softly before taking his hands, calloused and rough, and placing them on her breasts. Her body reacted as it was meant to, and her nipples hardened. Her soft fleshy orbs filled his palms perfectly as she reached down to just ever so softly tug the head of his shaft down to her slit. Once there she.pressed forward and it pushed between her warm wet lips, running along them but never entering her, he was at the wrong angle. Her wetness clung to his like hot, sexually charged glue. As his veins throbbed between her lips, she early forgot the guilt the stolen kiss had brought her.
She was different from her girls in her eyes, they were more than likely loyal companions to their lovers. Hannah now saw herself as a cheap whore, and was determined to act as such.

Her nails caught his back as she pushed slowly from him, allowing his cock to fuck her pussy lips and thighs slowly. "Tell me how much you like it." She beckoned in his ear.
 
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"You feel...incredible." Ethan managed to croak out. While it was true, he wished he had the ability to express himself more completely. The silky wet lips of her nethers massaged his cock exquisitely. That coupled with her nails digging into his back brought forth long buried primal urges.

She had given all of herself to him and he wanted it. He wanted to taste, feel, and explore every inch of this beautiful creature. he wanted to find every sensitive spot she possessed and stimulate it until there was no more Ethan and Hannah, but two beings with the soul purpose of finding pleasure with each other.

He stopped down and lifted her into his arms, and then turned toward the bed on the opposite wall of the small room. He laid her gently on the bedspread and rested his body gently on hers supporting his weight with his arms. His lips found her neck placed gentle kisses, prefaced by a gently darting of his tongue down her body. He nibbled, kissed, and licked his way down her neck, across her collar bone on a steady path to her sensitive nipples which raked his chest as he slid down her. His tongue darted out, barely touching her as he licked concentric circles around the stiff nub, before sucking it between his lips.
 
Her eyes closed tightly as he lifted her, he rested her in the bed and her breathing shallowed as her explored her body with his mouth. When he received her nipple in his mouth, her back arched. She let deep whimpering sounds as pleasure raked through her. Her eyes closed even tighter as she ran her finger through his hair. "Ethan..." She gasped, his name sweet on her lips. Her insides throbbed and leaked, filling the room with smells of her sex.
 
Her calling his name spurred him on and he continued his assault on her breasts. Moving from one to the other leaving a trail of kisses between. His hips bucks and thrust, causing his cock to rub against the inside of her thigh. He wanted to prolong this but, his need to taste her, to consume her was to great and he began to kiss his way down her abdomen. Her alabaster skin was covered in a sheen of sweat causing her body to glow as she writhed beneath him.

He felt the lace waistband of her leggings brush his chin as he continued in his quest to taste her sex. Ethan had always loved eating pussy. He loved everything about it, the taste, the smell, the reaction is brought forth from his partner. His impatience growing he thrust his tongue forward as his mouth covered her. He was instantly rewarded with the musky sweetness he had been longing.
 
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